Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader-Chapter 985 - 782: Son of Chuan Ying! The Allure of Yan Ying!
For Jiang Dali, as long as they are players, they can all be used by him.
The means to deal with players is simple; as long as the money is adequate, it’s enough.
If there are players unwilling to work for him, it must be because the money hasn’t been sufficient.
Money, although it does not speak, is much more effective than anyone saying a thousand words.
Therefore, when he announced a reward of ten thousand taels of silver to find the Divine Weapon Heavenly Fury, it immediately became a task item for him, the black wind village chief Jiang Dali. Players were driven by the immense wealth of ten thousand taels of silver and acted fervently on the battlefield to find the Divine Weapon Heavenly Fury for Jiang Dali.
Regarding this, the guard army’s officers who lead the players did not dare to obstruct in the slightest.
The Black Wind Evil Star is someone who killed even the Iron Gall Divine Constable Zhu Wushi.
Now within the Ming Country Palace, there’s barely anyone left who can match the Black Wind Village Chief.
Anyone daring to offend this Evil Star would face certain death.
It’s feared that even if this Evil Star were to take a tour in the palace harem and have fun with the noble consorts or even the empress, no one would dare utter a word of disapproval.
To be a mountain bandit and reach this level of realm is already legendary.
In future historical records of various vassal states, his name will surely remain.
While the players were searching for the Divine Weapon Heavenly Fury.
Jiang Dali also voluntarily went to the recently deceased Ming Emperor, who had been killed in the courtyard by Zhu Wushi.
Personally examining the corpse to confirm that it indeed was the Ming Emperor, some of Jiang Dali’s doubts subsided, but more grew.
He immediately instructed the head of the Imperial Guards and the imperial guard Wei Ziyun and others, advising these cautious and tense leaders to gather manpower to properly manage the corpses of the Ming Emperor and Zhu Wushi, preparing for a proper burial on an auspicious day before the new emperor’s ascension.
He suggested that the burial site should still be under the Du Long Slope.
The place boasts numerous strange peaks, with clouds in various forms.
Du Long Slope is situated north of the Zhongshan Main Peak, standing proudly with deep ravines, often shrouded in mist with a changing scenic view, thus chosen by the Great Ming Founding Emperor as the feng shui treasure land for royal burials.
The burial of the Ming Emperor and Zhu Wushi here also seems like destiny. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦
This act was merely an expression of his respect for the dead, yet it eased the tense atmosphere and gained him the respect of the Imperial Guard.
Whether an enemy or a friend in life, all grudges and hatred dissipate upon death; the concept of respecting the dead is one that Jiang Dali deeply agrees with.
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"Unexpectedly, there is still such an expert in the palace."
Seeing Jiang Dali finishing the aftermath of the battlefield, Nie Renwang walked over and stood beside Jiang Dali at a scenic spot with pavilions and gazebos, watching the trickling water beneath the bridge as if attentively sensing something, frowning as he spoke.
Jiang Dali’s expression flickered, and the Yin Yang Two Gods within the ancestral acupoint at his brow emerged, radiating an aura of thunder and fire, silently sensing. He nodded as a faint smile grew at the corners of his mouth, saying, "After all, the Ming Country is a large nation among the vassal states, with a substantial population and vast lands. It’s rather normal to have some experts.
However, according to the information I’ve gathered, the Ming Emperor has always been guarded by the Ghost King Xu Ruowu and a group of monks from the Pure Thought Zen Sect disguised as eunuchs, followed by those women from Cihang Jingzhai.
But this time, the Iron Gall Divine Constable Zhu Wushi easily killed the Ming Emperor without any sight of the Ghost King Xu Ruowu or any monks from the Pure Thought Zen Sect. There’s a lot of oddities here.
And as for this current one, in the several times I previously visited the Ming Country Palace, I never sensed his presence. I thought his existence was merely a legend, yet now he has appeared. This is indeed intriguing."
"Who is he?"
Dongfang Bubai approached gracefully, his eyes showing a peculiar light, asking.
He did not sense the presence or spirit of any expert, ultimately showing a slight deficit compared to the Yin Yang Two Gods in this aspect.
But he knew, Jiang Dali wouldn’t shoot without aim.
This kind of sensing is a feeling that’s difficult to explain, extremely subtle and indescribable.
If one has captured it, it’s captured; if not, it’s difficult to comprehend.
Jiang Dali turned to look at Dongfang Bubai, smiling, "The son of the former hero Chuan Ying. Now known far and wide as the Living Buddha Ying Yuan within the Ming Country’s Martial World, yet known by few."
To describe the same person with the terms ’known by few’ and ’known far and wide’ is exceedingly contradictory.
What kind of person’s name is known by few yet known far and wide?
The Living Buddha Ying Yuan is indeed such a person.
By virtue of being Chuan Ying’s son and carrying the bloodline of such an unparalleled figure throughout history, he commands an initial gaze of respect.
’Known by few’ because those who know of this person are among the elite experts in the Martial World or the very few most influential individuals.
’Known far and wide’ because anyone who knows of the Living Buddha Ying Yuan knows of his exceptional skills, even speculating that his strength has surpassed his father Chuan Ying in his younger years, once causing the Demon Master Pang Ban to be wary and develop a strong interest.
Such a person is currently within the Ming Country Palace.
Or perhaps, he has always been within the palace, yet no one had ever noticed his presence.
Thinking of such a person, even Jiang Dali couldn’t help but feel his heart stir with warmth, desiring to meet him.
Even if gaining nothing from him, just by seeing the Eagle Saber in his hand, perhaps some mysteries from the War God Chronicles, imprinted by Chuan Ying in times of old, could be captured from within the Eagle Saber.
"Since you both sensed this person’s presence, it seems his divine power is indeed extremely strong, his strength certainly formidable," Dongfang Bubai pondered aloud.
